Angel smiled dumbly at the end of the "soothsayer", a recipe she also knew, and remembered when she watched Klein become extraordinary.

But even so, the total value of the recipes for the first two Sequence 8s is more than 800 pounds, and it may even be sold for more than 1,000 pounds when encountering an extraordinary person who is in dire need of promotion.

As a reward for saving Sonya, it was definitely enough.

She didn't wonder why Dominic had so many formulas, as an extraordinary person who had served MI9 for a long time, it was normal for him to come into contact with certain potion formulas at work, and it could be seen from the fact that they were not sequence 9, but directly sequence 8, and most of these formulas were "not coming from a normal way".

She wondered why Dominic hadn't written down his "Hunter" and "Provocateur" recipes, instead choosing a potion recipe from other sources as a reward.

Could it be that for some reason he couldn't divulge his potion recipe, just like I couldn't tell anyone else about the "trick"? Or maybe there are as few people who want to go their own way, the better, and reduce the number of competitors for subsequent potion materials......

After carefully writing down the recipe for the potion, Angel tore the letter paper into finger-thick strips, folded them and tore them to the size of a fingernail, burned them with black fire, and threw them into the Tasok River beside him.

Cursed Black Flame does not inflict a burning effect on non-spiritual objects, but prevents them from being divined, and confetti thrown into the river cannot be restored by conventional means.

No matter what Dominic thinks, anti-divination is still necessary......

Angel thought about it, and left the river, ready to return to her safe house in the East End, and as the hunter of her own said, to clear her dwelling so that no one would bypass the divination and use the usual means to track her.

……

Returning home with the light of the full moon in the sky, Angel went straight to the basement and put the two items wrapped in cloth into the dark compartment deep in the basement, which was a sigh of relief.

These were the items she had retrieved from the apartment she had abandoned after divining the "True Creator" in her first safe house, one was a tainted wand in place of herself, and the other was a broken mirror.

The former is mottled on the surface, as if it has gone through countless times, but it exudes an evil aura, which makes people feel their eyes tingle just by looking at it, and mysterious whispers appear in their ears.

The latter's mirror shattered and disappeared into the room as if weathered, and the remaining copper frames were also turned green, covered in patina, with a little blood on the surface, as evil as a wand.

There is no doubt that both of these items have been contaminated by the breath of the real Creator and have become evil, and perhaps the members of the Aurora Society will pay a lot of money to acquire these items with the breath of the Creator......

Angel remembered the Black Serpent that sold items that "can hear the voice of the Great Being" at the "Eyes of Wisdom" party, which might have been contaminated by the "True Creator" as well, and could hear endless roars when touched directly with his bare hands.

It's a pity that I don't dare to use it, let alone sell it at parties.

Closing the dark compartment to block out the sinister aura, Angel left the basement.

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"Believe me, ma'am, your son is really in Desey Bay, with his girlfriend he met at Beckland University."

Angel, wearing a hood and pretending to be chattering, said to the lady in front of her.

The latter, obviously not convinced, shook his head, picked up the missing person notice on the table, and was about to leave the divination room.

Seeing that the customer was about to run away, Angel hurriedly added:

"You don't have to be in too much of a hurry, in less than half a month, he will be back in Beckland because his girlfriend is pregnant."

The lady who was looking for her missing son stood by the door and turned around, her face full of surprise.

"Boy or girl?"

Is this a bit too jumpy......

Angel opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Using the citrine pendant in her hand to do a quick divination, after coming up with an uncertain result, she could only make a heartfelt smile and replied:

"When they get back to Beckland, you can bring the young lady over, and I will tell you the answer to that question."

……

After the lady left, Angel, who had finally saved 2 Souler, rubbed her somewhat stiff face, and mentally assessed the feasibility of igniting the Beckland Bridge.

Just now I did a divination for the lady who was looking for her son, and I boasted that I had made a prophecy in Haikou, and I could indeed feel the digestion of the magic potion in my body, but only a little, and it was not comparable to the murderer who was mistaken for the murderer of the Tingen gas explosion before...... It seems that the problem is still in the number of people?

Regardless of which role you play, you need the attention of multiple people to get the most out of the potion.

It seems that the bridge can only be burned......

Sighing secretly, Angel took out today's "Beckland Morning News" from under the table, passed the time with the news, and waited for the next customer to come to the door.

"Yesterday night, there was a fierce shootout in the Red Brick Lane in the Eastern District, and nearby residents heard violent explosions, suspected of using high-yield explosives, and left many bodies at the scene. According to the police, the shootout involved a clash between two gangs, one of which was the notorious Zmange party in Beckland. ”

Gang Clash ...... It appears that MI9 is not fighting in an official capacity, and is likely to operate under the name of some gang that they control.

I don't know if the two sides of Intis and the Kingdom of Rune have given up the competition for the manuscript, and which side ended up with the manuscript that Mr. A bought...... Sonia and Dominic should have left the port of Pletzer and boarded the ship to the Rorsted Islands, will their journey be smooth? Where is the boy named Ian hiding, will he be caught again?

Angel thought a lot at once, staring at the headline of the story until her eyes were sour, and then she turned to the next page.

In the middle of the fifth edition, Angel sees an advertisement from Mr. "Eyes of Wisdom": the Ernst firm buys goods.

This means that the next day, Friday, at 8 p.m., there will be a party in the old place, and the quote in this ad is the weight of the knock on the door, the interval, that is, the code to enter the door.

Noting down tomorrow's code, she looked down, followed by a missing person notice of "Looking for Mr. A......

You're really good at picking a time for a party, but it's all tomorrow night?

With a variety of potion formulas in his hand and eager to be realized, Angel looked at the two messages that agreed on the time of the meeting, like a person who has been poor for a long time, and he didn't know how to choose for a while in the face of the extraordinary gathering held at the same time.

Mr. A's assembly transactions are safer, and the level is higher, and the purchasing power of the members is more sufficient, but I decided to hang it there for a week first, so as not to be seen by the people of the "Witch Sect" who are squatting in the "Witch Sect"......

The "Eyes of Wisdom" gatherings were face-to-face transactions, and it was easy to be targeted by people selling recipes, but I remember that there were people there who bought the recipes of the "barbarians", and the gold pounds were at their fingertips......

Angel's gaze moved back and forth between the two pieces of information, and his heart was at war.

"Bang bang—"

There was a knock on the door of the divination room, and Angel reluctantly put down the newspaper and invited the guests in.

Pushing open the door, it was Lady Lola, whom she had met only a few days earlier, and Angel remembered Captain Stewart, Baron Fanis, and the romantic history of the Becklanders when she saw her blue eyes behind the black veil.

"Good afternoon, Miss Lola."

Angel took the initiative to say hello to the repeat customer.

"Hello, mysterious soothsayer."

Removing the hat with the black veil hanging on it and setting it aside, Lola sat across from Angel with her elegant cheeks and slightly curly black hair with a hint of playfulness.

"I've come to thank you," she said with a smile on her lips, "Your last divination was so accurate, the tools produced in Baron Fanis's factory had long been out of quality, and he had been holding them until the day before yesterday, when they were exposed by the newspapers." The ensuing reparations and the loss of the factory would soon crush him, and the 'baron', who only had a knighthood but could not sustain a prosperous life, was indeed not a good match for me. ”

The lady sighed.

If it weren't for her smiling expression, and just the slightly frustrated and regretful statement, perhaps Angel would have thought that Lola was feeling sorry for her suitor.

"One more thing, I want to do one more divination, about my other suitor."

Leaving Baron Fanis behind, Lady Lola folded her hands on the table, lowered her voice, and whispered.

"Is that Captain Stewart?"

"No, no, it's another, a new one."

Lola pulls out a piece of paper and hands it to Angel, with a message for a "new suitor".

This is the romantic life of Beckland......

The smile on his face was almost uncontrollable, Angel hurriedly took the message, took out the crystal pendant, and prepared to perform divination.

"Do you still use the spirit pendulum method this time?"

Covering her mouth with her slender fingers in an exaggerated manner, Lady Lola asked with surprise.

"Why don't you try your best magic mirror divination? Miss Witch? ”

Angel's hand fiddling with the pendant stopped.

(End of chapter)